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Christiana chuckled at them shaking her head. "No let's go and have fun and celebrate your win. Cause I know I gave a speech over dinner on how deserve it, but you know you actually really deserve every good thing, you are the sweetest person I know and let's be real this win is really Nivea's instead of yours." Rose stated. "Yes sis, Nivea is lucky to have a beautiful, sexy, baddious, content writer like you." Doyin cosigned. "She said baddious." Christiana laughed and they did clicked their cups together.

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

Iris shook her head vigorously, and both laughed for a second, but again silence swarmed in the room like clouds. "You know, Theia," Iris gently kissed her daughter's temple, "they say it's not wise to name your daughter after the names of the gods. But I did it anyway, you know why?" Athena shook her head, indicating her curiosity. “Because Athena symbolizes love, intellect, and battle strategy,” she sighed deeply. “I always thought you were my little fighter. Maybe I shouldn’t have named you after her, and you wouldn’t have had these many struggles in your life.”

Chapter 11 Felix crawled through the dark tunnel, slowly and steadily. He struggled to continue, because it was really dark and he could not see anything. He only relied on his hands and his ears as he moved: his hands to feel where he was crawling to and his ears to hear, whatever maybe in the tunnel.

Shivay chuckled seeing her confused face (Little did she know he had already planned and everything is going according to his plan, that’s why he stayed in Mumbai when she left for Paris) S-“Don’t stress your pea-sized brain, you’ll get to know” A-“You, you, did you just called my brain Pea size” S-“Yes, my love” saying he hit her head with his A-“You BagadBilla, I’m very intelligent” S-“Acha spell intelligent” A-“I N T E L I G E N T” she said raising her collar, he shook his head if his brother is S M R T (Smart) his love is I N T E L I G E N T (Intelligent),

And she was nowhere near as clueless as they liked to make her out to be. Liviana was highly intelligent. She wasn’t a genius by any means, but she was smart. And it wasn’t just in the sense of textbooks and school. She was also street smart, and she held more emotional intelligence than anyone she has known in her twenty-four years of life. She was observant, and resilient, and brilliant, and thanks to that silly little reputation of hers, she was severely underestimated. And that was always their worst mistake.

- Are you jealous, Luh? – Gabi asked laughing. - No! Only... - Yes, you are jealous. I know you didn't like it at all when she ran to hug Liam. - Gabi your pregnancy must be affecting your brain. - No! It's making me smarter. I rolled my eyes and stopped talking to her. It's not that I don't like this Beatriz alone, I didn't like her. She seemed to be so intimate with the boys as if she'd known them for years when she wasn't.

—Don't worry, you'll see, my love, look, the bus is coming! Alicia said, abruptly changing the conversation. They got on the bus, where the journey was silent; when they reached their destination, they practically ran off because it was 5 minutes before 8:00 in the morning, which was the start time of the elementary school where her little girl was in the second year. Alicia ran with April who, when they reached the entrance, gave her a small kiss on the forehead and, on the way to the entrance, April, from afar, said goodbye to her, blowing her a kiss from a distance.

said Nowo. “Wise decisions take a lot of time to make, unlike the smart ones. Wiser people tend to be quiet while trying to analyze whether a certain offer would be helpful or not, whether it will be an advantage or disadvantage. You always have to keep in mind that being wise is better than being smart.”

"I dоn't undеrѕtаnd, Sіr. How соuld you роѕѕіblу gеt аll thіѕ іnfоrmаtіоn on mе іn such a short реrіоd of tіmе?" "I tоо have реорlе Clarette. Wіth an IQ оf 180, уоu are оbvіоuѕlу are аn intelligent wоmеn. Mіѕdіrесtеd, grееdу, coveting and іntеllесtuаllу lazy, certainly lасkіng discipline." But уоu ѕtіll you much роtеntіаl and уоur obedience іѕ thе kеу tо unlock іt."